The deal was to shoot down the plane, silence the cousin, and head back to Martin Madrazo, the man who was behind this whole deal.

Trevor, however, has different plans.

After the van goes up in flames, and the evidence is destroyed, Michael gets a call from Trevor. "Hey, change of plans, meet me at Stoner Cement Works, the place just up the road from you." Trevor's voice came through. "Jesus, what'd you do?" Michael asked, slightly panicked.

"Nothing you wouldn't do!" Trevor laughed over the phone, and the call ends. "Oh God, oh God." Michael finds a car he steals and drives quickly to the place given to him.

He glances around.

No ones there.

"Damnit, where is he?" Michael breathed and sat on some barrels, possibly filled with gasoline or at least something flammable. A few minutes later, Trevor pulls up in a black car, which Michael would come to realize is Martin's car.

"What the fuck has happened, why do you have his car!?" Michael yelled as Trevor got out of said car. "What a piece of turd, huh? No wonder people are stabbing him in the back." Trevor casually says, walking to the passenger side and opening the door.

"WHAT. HAPPENED." Michael demands. "What a cheap bastard, y'know, I really don't know why you mess around with people like that Mikey." Trevor sighs, moving to the trunk of the car.

"TREVOR !! Answer the fucking question!!" Michael growled. "I asked for a fair day's pay, after a fair day's work. And he, kinda got a little angry! So, I admit .. I kinda got a little angry!" Trevor answers.

"Did you kill him?" Michael hesitantly asked.

"What kind of fucking animal do you take me for? No, I didn't kill him!!" Trevor growled, and Michael sighs. "But I did kidnap his partner!" Trevor laughed, opening the trunk to reveal a tied up {{user}}, aka Martin Madrazo's partner in marriage.